The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

The night is long, the snowflakes are fluttering, the wind is dancing and the snow is flying, like a shadow.

Several tin-carved palace lamps were hung in front of the palace of Guanju Palace, and the bright yellow wool felt carpet on the white jade ground had already been replaced. The incense burner in the hall is shining with a faint halo.

The lid of the furnace is in the shape of a phoenix, and the fragrant mist spits out from the beak of the phoenix, showing the rebirth of the phoenix in flames.

In one corner of the palace, there is a sandalwood relief dragon pattern screen, and on the table is a firewood kiln tea set from the Korean tribute. On the phoenix table made of mahogany, the four treasures of the study room are placed.

The sky was getting dark, and the light of the bronze lampposts burned quietly in the dormitory, and the occasional sound of the door opening and the flickering candles flickered.

Walking in softly, it was a graceful figure, and some palace people wanted to report it, but he waved his hand and pressed it down, just looking at a sleeping beautiful lady on the couch.

The fragrant fragrance in the hall is overflowing, and it has not been dispersed for a long time. Smell it carefully, but it is full of bitter acid alcohol.

When Hai Lanzhu woke up, there was only Huang Taiji by the bed, and the rest of the people had already been sent out.

"Awake?" Huang Taiji's face was full of surprise and smiled.

"Your Majesty!" Hai Lanzhu's throat was hoarse, dry and painful.

The corners of Huang Taiji's mouth rose, and his face was warm and tender: "I'm here." ”

Looking at the man in front of her, Hai Lanzhu's heart suddenly became sour.

Their children must be like him, wise and elegant, and have a certain strategy. When he laughed, a pear vortex was deeply sunken, his brows were tightly locked, and the tip of his tall nose would overflow with fine sweat.

"Your Majesty!" Hai Lanzhu had no other words, only to whisper this sentence. Tears slid down the corners of her eyes and landed in the bun next to her ears.

Huang Taiji rubbed away the tears from the corners of Hai Lanzhu's eyes, gently straightened her upper body, hugged her in her arms, and whispered in her ear:

"Don't think about it, take care of your body, you are still young, we can try to have another child. This time, I will definitely learn a lesson and take care of it. ”

Hai Lanzhu shook her head and poked her head out of Huang Taiji's arms: "It's the concubine's fault, I didn't take a good look at him." ”

"No, it's my fault."

Huang Taiji tried his best to soothe Concubine Ci's heart, and couldn't bear to let her blame herself.

Hai Lanzhu sighed lowly, how could she not know what this child represents? He is the eldest son of the Qing Emperor, and both men and women are the heart of Huang Taiji.

Hai Lanzhu slumped in Huang Taiji's soft arms, feeling very comfortable, she felt a little comforted in her heart, and said in a low voice:

"Fortunately, Yu'er also gave birth to Fulin for the emperor, and he can be regarded as the eldest son, the emperor must send someone to take care of him, and there must be no accidents."

"Hmph, she's not self-respecting!

Today I went to see the fourteenth brother again, it is estimated that it is a matter of reluctance, whose child is Fulin, it's really hard to say, how can he be the emperor? ”

Huang Taiji's face suddenly darkened, his nose snorted coldly, and the joints in his hands turned white from exertion. That is, in front of Hai Lanzhu, he tried his best to control his emotions, and he couldn't bear her to be sad and sad, aggravating her condition.

Otherwise, he would have killed this slut with a cup of poisoned wine, and would definitely not let her live and ruin his reputation.

"Your Majesty, the concubine wants to be alone." Hai Lanzhu's face was gloomy, and her heart was tired.

She doesn't know what to say about the relationship between Da Yu'er and Dolgon. In the harem, there is a bloody storm, and there are battles for fragrant powder and jade, just for power and survival.

Huang Taiji has forgiven her many times, but it's a pity that ......

Huang Taiji nodded in agreement, called the palace maid to stand by and watch quietly, and went to his bedroom to deal with government affairs.

The next morning, Dolgon reported the specific losses of the Fuxin area and the rest pasture in the Chongzheng Palace.

"Your Majesty, the resting pasture belongs to 84 tuns, 32 places have been attacked, and more than 3,000 people have died.

The owner of the Shan Ba banner and 1,800 people were all killed in the battle, and according to the corpses found so far, there are 5,100 people in total.

Horses, cattle, sheep, and fodder were all destroyed, and not a single enemy corpse was left at the scene. According to the analysis of the subordinates, the enemies who came to attack were about 20,000 to 30,000 people, all of whom were ...... of the Ming Dynasty."

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of noise in the Jiannu court, and there was a lot of discussion.

"I, the people of the Qing Dynasty are soldiers when they go out, and they are people when they enter, and everyone is a soldier! Now there are more than 5,000 people lost in the First World War, and there are still more than 30,000 war horses, which can be described as a great loss of vitality.

Prince Shuorui is sure that it was the Ming officials and soldiers who did it, not the Mobei Mongolian tribe fighting the grass valley? ”

Ma Guozhu, the director of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, stood up and asked, he did not believe that the army of the Ming Dynasty could penetrate one or two thousand miles into the grassland and complete such a strategic in-depth detour.

Dorgon glanced at him, closed his eyes, and ignored him.

For these Ming officials, the Manchurian generals are not looked down upon. One is because they look down on them as people. The second is that they are all loyal lackeys of Huang Taiji.

The current Jiannu Imperial Court, it can be said that except for Huang Taiji, no magnate can afford to look down on these Ming traitors.

But it is precisely because of the attitude of these Manchurian magnates that in order to survive, these traitors have to do their best to do things for Huang Taiji and stand firmly on Huang Taiji's side.

In this way, their future is rich and rich, and their lives can be preserved, which also provides convenience for Huang Taiji to consolidate his power!

And it is precisely because of the help of these Ming officials that Huang Taiji was able to cancel the ceremony of the mortal people to meet in the court and sit with the three major Baylors in the fifth year of Chongzhen, and instead sat alone in the south of Huang Taiji.

At the same time, under the pretext of imprisoning Amin and punishing Mang Gurtai, the two died one after another. Among the three major Baylors, only Dai Shan is left, and he obeys Huang Taiji's orders.

Huang Taiji is in charge of the three flags of Zhenghuang, inlaid yellow and Zhenglan, and has formed a decisive position of strength among the eight banner owners.

"Prince Shuorui, why don't you answer Lord Ma's words?"

Huang Taiji looked at Dolgon today, and his tone was full of anger.

"The younger brother has been fighting in the army since he was a child, so he naturally has a basis for judgment. These adults just point fingers at government affairs, and now they have to intervene even in the military.

If they are so powerful, why don't they have a place in the Ming Dynasty, why do they take refuge in my Qing Dynasty like a lost dog? ”

Huang Taiji looked at him coldly, and Dolgon also looked at him unceremoniously, without backing down at all!

If he is held and hurts his feet, Dolgon will admit defeat, but with a few words from a Ming Dynasty, Huang Taiji wants to beat him, but he doesn't want to!

"Master Ma doesn't know that the length of the arrow, the size of the horse's iron, and the way of fighting are all the basis for judgment, so how can we not have a target?

It can only be said that Master Ma asked too naïvely, and Prince Shuorui was unwilling to answer. We have been through a hundred battles, and everyone knows this kind of small problem, isn't it, brothers? ”

Du Du's original intention was to come out to play a round game, but as he spoke, the taste completely changed later.

"Uncle Twelve is right!"

"Exactly!"

"These adults have no experience in battles, no wonder they are."

……

In the court, the prince of Jiannu, Baylor, was yin and yang, and he made fun of the Ming Dynasty as much as he could.

"Enough, when is it, the Ming people crossed the grassland and slaughtered our people, you are still in the mood to attack each other, do you really want the Qing Dynasty to fall into the country?

Now the attack is being transposed, it is the Ming Dynasty attacking, we are receiving, the battle is taking place in the territory of the Qing Dynasty, do you know?

Daming can fail ten, hundred, thousand times, but we can't afford to lose once!

For thousands of years, the enemies of the Han people have changed one after another, but the Han people have always been there!

Those mighty enemies shine like the sun and moon in the sky, but they also disappear like meteors!

Now that it's our Jurchens' turn, how long can we fight the Han Chinese? ”

On the Chongzheng Palace, Huang Taiji's roar was louder than a louder.